The Demon Prince goes to the Academy - Chapter 284

Chapter 284

Scarlett Charlotte and I went out to Main Street.

It would be right to say that no news is good news right now. If Charlotte doesn’t find me, Charlotte is safe.

So until now, when there was no news, Charlotte’s expression was bright as if nothing had happened.

It was winter, so the sun went down early, so it was already dark.

However, with the bright lights lit everywhere, the main street was already dark as the temple was already celebrating.

“Wasn’t the festival from Monday?”

At my words, Charlotte laughed.

“Access restrictions are lifted from Monday, but business restrictions and travel restrictions are lifted from Friday. People with temple passes must enjoy the festival a little earlier.”

According to those words, the festival has already begun.

During the festival, the temple, which looked like a fortress, is open to the public.

Of course, the number of guards is considerably increased, but for the people of the zodiac, a week during this festival is the only time to see what the fantasy temple looks like beyond the huge wall.

However, it has not yet achieved a full blown wave with such civilians.

preparatory period for the festival.

In addition to the bright lights, there were even stalls on the streets of the temple that were a little more excited than usual, and delicious smells came from everywhere.

There were people buying food on the street, and I saw students playing or singing as if they were practicing on the street.

“The regular classes must have been busy preparing for various events, but thanks to who is the royal class, who should be the busiest, taking a break from this festival?”

Charlotte laughed mischievously.

“Then thank you.”

“Oh yeah. I should have expected this reaction.”

The regular classes are also busy with things to do during the festival, and the royal class, which should be the busiest, has nothing to do, so they are leisurely walking around the streets on the eve of the festival.

“Let’s eat that.”

I felt it the other day, but Charlotte doesn’t really choose what to eat. At Charlotte’s suggestion, the three of us ate chicken skewers that were being grilled on the street, smelling terribly delicious.

When I see things like this, I wonder if he just likes street food.

“Oh, it’s hot!”

“Who steals it? Eat slowly.”

“I didn’t know it would be this hot.”

Charlotte blew on the hot chicken skewers and carefully took very small bites.

I ate at the level of gnawing, but I gnawed so hard that I felt like a small mouse was gnawing at me.

what.

It’s ridiculously cute.

Scarlett also ate the chicken skewers slowly. I took a bite and just held it.

“… … Somehow, I am the only one who eats the hardest.”

Charlotte looks at me and Scarlett and says that.

I am nominally a beggar.

Scarlett actually comes from a beggar.

“Too sweet.”

“How sweet is it?”

Charlotte tilted her head curiously and looked puzzled when I offered to try it.

“uh… … . uh? why?”

“No, try it.”

“uh? uh huh?”

“What is it? Are you dirty?”

“Oh no? that that It’s not… … ?”

“If you don’t like it, don’t.”

“Oh no! How dirty!”

As I tried to take it back, Charlotte grabbed my arm and chewed the chicken skewers in my hand.

I have a strong feeling that I am forced to do so.

Scarlett watched the scene, her eyes wide open.

no really

In case someone isn’t a kid, I just have something like this. What’s so great about this? Charlotte blushed and shook her head.

“It’s not too sweet, is it?”

“It’s a matter of taste.”

“Are you really picky in strange places?”

Charlotte looked at me and clicked her tongue, as if the more she looked at me, the more bizarre I was. Charlotte looked at Scarlett, who was taking a bite and not eating like I did this time.

“Why Scarlett?”

“This is too spicy.”

I picked something, but it seemed to be spicy. When Charlotte stared again, Scarlett hesitantly held out the chicken skewers she was holding.

“De de… … . Would you like to try it?”

Charlotte ate the end of Scarlett’s chicken skewer again, then mumbled.

“… … .”

Charlotte’s face began to turn red.

hmm.

Scarlett’s reaction was a bit calm, so I thought it was okay, but I guess it’s not.

“… … .”

“I’ll get you some water.”

“I shouldn’t have given that one either… … .”

Charlotte couldn’t chew properly and her mouth was slightly open.

what is this.

what did i eat

It’s this expression.

* * *

We sat and rested at a nearby fountain.

Charlotte, who had been rinsing her mouth for a while after drinking the water I had bought, was furious and huffed out.

“what! Why are you selling that for money! You shouldn’t even give me a warning! Who eats that!”

Charlotte groaned and touched her lips.

“It’s not spicy, it hurts. It hurts. My lips hurt.”

“Can’t you eat spicy food?”

“Do I really have to eat it?”

“There are people who eat it. I just bought the best-selling one.”

Charlotte’s mouth fell open at Scarlett’s words.

“Why?”

“I don’t know either.”

All kinds of food are sold on the main street, but the royal class dormitory and the dinner I had at the Palace of Spring the other day were far from spicy.

It’s a life that doesn’t seem to have anything to do with things like red pepper powder.

Scarlett was eating little pieces of chicken skewers that she said she couldn’t eat because they were too spicy.

I don’t think he enjoys spicy food, but does he eat it?

“Didn’t you say it was spicy?”

“yes.”

At my question, Scarlett took another bite.

“It’s a waste to throw it away.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

Charlotte and mine met eyes.

It’s bound to be a bittersweet word.

Then, what am I going to become? Scarlett and Charlotte ate their portions of chicken skewers.

I threw it away, but there are other reasons besides that in the first place.

“Can’t you eat clean? You’re all drooling!”

Just in case this happened, I handed them a tissue paper.

I tried to wipe it myself, but I endured it.

I hate getting it on my clothes. It’s hot and it’s dripping down.

“what! When did it go like this!”

“That’s right… … .”

Both Charlotte and Scarlett wiped away in fright when they saw the sauce on their skirts, mouths, and even their hair.

In the end, both of them began to eat in a bizarre position with their necks forward.

The princess and the beggar eat chicken skewers in the same posture. Both are drenched in sauce.

It’s a precious picture.

“Eh, it tastes good, but it’s uncomfortable to eat.”

After throwing the remaining skewers in the trash, Charlotte brushed off the sauce-stained clothes. Of course, turning it didn’t make it clean.

“Are these all experiences? let’s go! Let’s eat something else!”

Charlotte took the lead. Scarlett was smiling at Charlotte.

“I don’t know why, but you look good.”

Charlotte and Scarlett are close in Class B. Of course Charlotte wouldn’t have told Scarlett much. That’s why even if you think it’s close, it’s still quite a distance.

Still, I know that Charlotte cares about Scarlett.

“I don’t know what happened, but I’m glad.”

That’s how much Scarlett seemed to think of Charlotte as important.

Charlotte certainly seemed in a good mood.

It was then that I began to understand why Charlotte had skipped dinner on Friday before calling us.

When the real festival starts, there will be so many people that it will be difficult to move around.

Tournament qualifiers start tomorrow.

Even if I had a bracelet with cognitive impairment magic, I would have my own circumstances and Scarlett would be busy because of Scarlett’s circumstances.

“Doesn’t that look delicious?”

Charlotte wanted to enjoy the pre-festival with us today.

As she ran through the streets, Charlotte’s platinum hair shimmered brilliantly in the lights of the temple’s winter night.

* * *

Rather than sitting in one place and eating food, we looked around and ate our favorite street food.

Rather than one person ordering three, we ordered one to share.

It was both stir-fried noodles and a drink.

“It’s nice to be able to try everything.”

Charlotte must have never experienced anything like this before, but she seemed to enjoy it.

Rather, it was Scarlett who was most embarrassed. Drinking through the same straw. He didn’t care, but Charlotte’s composure seemed to surprise him the most.

We were also able to come across some pretty nice things.

“The taste of Chu memories… … .”

“… … Not a very good memory.”

After seeing a coconut sold with a straw stuck in it, I bought one and ate a sip each. Scarlett looks at the coconut with a dumbfounded expression.

“Wasn’t this not so tasty… … .”

“therefore… … . Aren’t they different breeds? The taste is so different from what I remember!”

“It’s been glorified.”

“… … is it?”

It wouldn’t have tasted like this when you drank coconut as a substitute for drinking water on an uninhabited island in the scorching summer. Even now it’s winter.

In a place where there is an abundance of things to drink and eat, coconut is nothing more or less than a strange fruit juice that tastes fishy. Charlotte giggled as if she thought of the time when she was on an uninhabited island.

“Haha, I thought it was messy with things on my clothes now, but compared to then, it’s nothing.”

The prince, the princess, the grand duchess, and whatever, they all got into trouble, and there was no such thing as a palace.

I went through that in Class A, but Charlotte lived through that moment commanding Class B.

“At that time, when it rained heavily, did you think it was over?”

“It was.”

“At that time, when Ashur summoned the light with divine magic, I really felt like I had received some kind of salvation.”

“Yes, I did too.”

The two talk about the mission that happened in Class B.

“Why doesn’t Ludwig catch dozens of fish from the first day… … . Because he’s great too. I wish I could use my head better.”

“Still, I think he has a lot of strengths.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean that there were many downsides.”

“Yes, I know what you mean.”

Seeing the way they were talking, I could see how the two of them usually look. Mainly, it feels like Charlotte is talking and Scarlett is commenting or arguing. Scarlett seemed to be a good listener. Charlotte looked at me, probably thinking I was being left out.

“At that time, Reinhardt, you were also amazing.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“I heard from Bertus later that if it wasn’t for you, half of it would have fallen out on the first day?”

That’s what Bertus said.

It’s surprising that the two of them even talk in the first place. Of course, rather than ignoring each other, the two openly growl at each other, but if it’s a conversation, I wonder if it’s a conversation.

To be honest, I didn’t take the lead in the beginning, I just acted first in front of the kids who were thinking about giving up.

So Bertus, who was mentally unstable, started conducting.

To be honest, I haven’t done much.

The camp was formed by Bertus’s command Heriot and Adelia’s magic. and Ellen’s Hunt.

Even during the last orc hunt, Ellen and Harriot had almost done it.

Of course, I can’t deny that it’s important that I stopped starting in the end, saying that starting is half.

Charlotte is the taste of memories, but it’s so different from the taste I remembered, so I took a sip by bringing my mouth to the straw while holding the coconut.

“I think this year has been very long.”

Charlotte looks up at the night sky.

There was so much street light that I couldn’t see the stars.

This year is a monumental year for mankind, where the Pandemonium was destroyed even after the Pandemonium War ended.

However, in a different sense, this year has been very long.

Both me and Charlotte.

A lot has happened.

At the end of the 2nd semester of the temple, where the festival is now leaving, I am organizing this year and leaving only what is to come at the end.

Charlotte was clutching the coconut.

It’s not as delicious as I remembered it, but it doesn’t change that it resembles the taste I remember in the end.

“Let’s do well next year too.”

“yes.”

“It should be.”

should do well

Whatever it is.

* * *

I asked if Charlotte would go to Miss Temple too, and Charlotte said she had no idea. He said it would be funny even if he didn’t win.

If it won, it would be because it was the princess, so the winning part would be big, and if it failed, wouldn’t the one who won get restless?

Of course, I don’t think Olivia is a great person to care about that.

At any rate, it seemed that Charlotte intended to do nothing during the festival.

But if Charlotte comes to the tournament, I wonder if winning is a matter of course.

I don’t know how far Charlotte can use her abilities, but she even pushed Saviolin Tana. I’m not sure if it can only be used under the specific conditions of darkness or not.

Of course, there is no possibility that Charlotte, who fears and hates her ability itself, participates in the tournament and wields her shadow.

Saturday after Friday.

The royal class dormitory was empty.

Ellen Liana Cliffman will be at the mansion of the Duke of Grantz. It seems that Harriet and Adelia also spent the night there, wondering what they were doing at the Magic Research Club. It seems that Bertus has also returned to the imperial castle.

So now, the only ones left in the dormitory are me, Heinrich, and my three brothers.

breakfast time.

While eating, Heinrich, who was eating nearby, looked at me.

“Is the preliminaries starting today?”

“Oh yes.”

After the Edina Archipelago incident, the guy who didn’t fight for nothing, even if it wasn’t comfortable.

There is no such thing as a major restriction in tournaments. There is no such thing as a clause banning psychics from participating, so there is no problem even if Heinrich or Riana participates.

However, Liana seemed to enjoy dressing up more, and Heinrich did not appear.

The guy bites his tongue and kicks.

“If it wasn’t for you, I would have gone too.”

He seems to have given up on participating because he is sure he will lose to me. It was kind of cool to hear something like that from this guy. It’s subtly ticklish.

Heinrich seems to believe in my victory. It seems that the three brothers who are listening next to me do not have a different opinion.

Kono Lint suddenly looks around.

The female classmates who used to give a thumbs up whenever they talk bullshit are no longer here.

“Yeah, but there is such a thing.”

Kono Lint looked around and lowered his voice. Seeing those words, Kaier asked back as if he was curious.

“what?”

“Dressing contest.”

“… … uh?”

“Clothes?”

“Yeah, I guess you do that too. It’s not as big as Miss Temple or Mr. Temple, but there are contests where men dress as women and women dress as men.”

At those words, Erhi frowned.

“Aren’t they crazy? Why open that?”

“But they say it’s held every year? The response seems to be good.”

dress up contest.

Just listening to it makes me dizzy.

I glared at Kono Lint.

“Shut up, because all bastards who go out and see those bastards are perverts.”

Called.

I, who once confessed to Kono Lint after transforming into a woman, say… … .

Dizzy.

I feel like throwing up.

X feet.

and anxious

I think something will happen.

I’m anxious because there’s going to be an event!

[Event Occurrence – Dressing Up Contest]

[Purpose: Win the Dressing

Up Contest] [Reward: Magic +5 Exorcism]

Ah… … .

It’s really dizzy… … .

Fucking longevity.

I don’t know what you’re doing, but I don’t know why you’re doing this to me.

“Royal Class 1st Year A-11 Reinhardt, right?”

“… … yes.”

“You have been accepted to participate in the women’s dress up contest.”

really i kill you